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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 2:15 am
xLieselotte ChocolateXCheese xLieselotte Angel Mhai (( *stalks* What in the world you two were doing?! emotion_donotwant I shall spread the humor of Cyril and Veith dating inside Ichirou's mansion)) ((Bwahahahah! There's no word to spread since there's no one in the mansion! >8D )) [When the syringe thing first started, you don't even want to know how tempted I was to throw Ian in a room nearby so he could gossip about it later. XD] ((LOL. You should have! XDD That would have been so funny! Although it would have been very bad for Veith and Cyril. XDDD )) ((Sethrian would have been relieved to hear a rumor that Cyril was gay...*nods* ))
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 2:30 am
StrawberryZ0mbie xLieselotte ChocolateXCheese xLieselotte Angel Mhai (( *stalks* What in the world you two were doing?! emotion_donotwant I shall spread the humor of Cyril and Veith dating inside Ichirou's mansion)) ((Bwahahahah! There's no word to spread since there's no one in the mansion! >8D )) [When the syringe thing first started, you don't even want to know how tempted I was to throw Ian in a room nearby so he could gossip about it later. XD] ((LOL. You should have! XDD That would have been so funny! Although it would have been very bad for Veith and Cyril. XDDD )) ((Sethrian would have been relieved to hear a rumor that Cyril was gay...*nods* )) ((Yes, and then he will realize that one of his closest friends who share a dorm with him is also gay too. >8D But considering that Cyril is really an it because he's a robot, it's hard to tell. XDDD))
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Young Master Oz Vessalius Crew
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 2:33 am
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 2:43 am
Veith created a barrier where the scone splattered on and suddenly Veith felt weak and the barrier disappeared. He collapsed on the ground and found that he was fighting to keep his consciousness.
What was happening? Could it be that he used too much magic? Well he was supposed to be recovering but things were kind of happening rather quickly and Cyril was being an annoying bossy mom that attacked people trying to sleep if things didn't go his way.
"You were the one who said not too much exertion and yet you made me waste so much energy."
((I'm getting sleepy. I think I might go to sleep now. ^^ )) Young Master Oz Vessalius
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Young Master Oz Vessalius Crew
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 2:56 am
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2012 5:43 pm
Is having someone I can trust too much to ask for?
Isamu entered Ichirou's mansion with his cat under one arm and his suitcase under the other. He walked into the livingroom and set the cat down on the arm of the couch, then threw his suitcase into one of the nearby chairs. Isamu flopped onto the couch and pulled a pillow over his face, screaming into it. He was so frustrated that he didn't really know what to do anymore. He felt as though he was going to snap.
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2012 6:27 pm
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2012 8:15 pm
◤¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯◥ IAN ◣__________◢ ¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯ Ian had been slacking off in his evil duties because, well, he was busy with his fiance 24/7. In fact, he hadn't done anything remotely evil in so long, he couldn't even remember the last person he killed and ate. Hopefully someone was around the mansion plotting something he could help with... He sniffed as he entered the mansion, noticing an odd smell inside. He followed the strange scent until he discovered a room that he didn't think was there before. It smelled like... a lab?
He opened the door and peered inside the new lab, noticing one of the other members he had sort of met before dancing around and making herself look like a fool. What was her name again? He was sure it started with an 'S'. "You......... Suzanne? Do you require my assistance? Or do you plan on simply dancing around all day?" He asked, willing to serve under her even if she was annoying temporarily as long as it meant he got to do something evil again. __________________________________________________________
"MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH"
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2012 8:45 pm
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2012 9:56 pm
◤¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯◥ IAN ◣__________◢ ¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯ Ian sighed when the strange woman stopped and looked at him like he was some sort of... experimental specimen. He couldn't exactly blame her though. He would be interested too if he came across someone or something that he didn't see every day. Though, it did make him worry a little bit. He was in a lab of an evil group. For all he knew, she could be planning on slicing him up and experimenting on him.
And because of that speculation, he was about ready to run out the door when she mentioned the lack of DNA. Oh no. He was not going to let her use him to make some monster. He prepared himself to fight for his life as she started digging through drawers, sure she was going to brandish a knife.
Oh, just little glass things. Good. Then he would trust her a little more now that he knew she wasn't going to attack him. "I will help however I can," He reassured her before listening to her short explanation. Dry skin? Ew, no. Hair? He didn't have any. Saliva? No way. But he needed to get some of his DNA for her... Ah! He was needing to trim his claws lately. He was sure that would work.
"Do you happen to have any nail clippers?" He asked her as he moved behind her so he could watch her adjusting a few strange devices. __________________________________________________________
"MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH"
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2012 10:28 pm
´¯`*•.¸¸¸.•*´¯`☆´¯`*•.¸¸¸.•*´¯`☆´¯`*•.¸¸¸.•*´¯`☆´¯`*•.¸¸¸.•*´¯` Suzanne was messing with some of the machines. She was only able to change one to work, but it was badly done and will need more proper tweaking later. But she was in a rush to get a monster all set and ready. It might probably let some smoke out and set off the fire alarms. Hopefully it wouldn't. Suzanne was just really lazy to think too much about it.
"Nail clippers?" Suzanne repeated. She dusted her hands and went over to Ian and eyed his claws. "Well I have some finger clippers. We demons don't normally cut our nails since our fingers have a fast growth rate. Er... back in the demon world."
Suzanne looked around and found some gardening shears. "How about this? It should work? Your nails are pretty difficult to just cut with simple nail clippers." Suzanne said. "They're lovely. It's a shame you have to cut them."
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2012 12:37 am
◤¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯◥ IAN ◣__________◢ ¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯ Finger... clippers? Ah, so she was a demon. Ian nodded, knowing from experience that different types of demons could be very... unusual. He had sold a few imps into slavery before and obtained the bodies of a few other types, but he wasn't sure if he met the kind that would clip their own fingers. "How... interesting..." He mumbled half to himself, a bit disappointed that it wasn't the case in this world. That just meant he would have to find a way into this supposed 'demon world' someday to obtain a few slaves. Or bodies. Whatever he could get.
His eyes narrowed at the sight of the gardening sheers she found, having intended only to clip off a small amount. That thing could take off and entire claw if he wasn't careful. He tilted his head to the side, very confused by her compliment about his claws. Was she making fun of him? Because most people were terrified or disturbed by them. Well, she wasn't exactly a 'person'. She was a demon. So it made sense.
"Thank you, but I do not intend on cutting them. Just a trim. They get too long and bothersome sometimes," He explained to her as he tried to take the shears without accidentally cutting her hands. He quickly realized it would be impossible to use the shears himself, so he had no choice but to ask her, "Would you be willing to do the honors?" He held out his claws, hoping he could trust her enough not to take off too much or too little. By the way she seemed fascinated by them, he was definitely worrying that she may take off a good chunk to keep. Which would be disturbing. Hopefully that assumption was wrong. __________________________________________________________
"MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH"
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2012 10:22 pm
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2012 11:10 pm
◤¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯◥ IAN ◣__________◢ ¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯ Well. Hopefully her kind of demon's finger trimming would translate well into claw trimming. Maybe it would even look like a more professional job since she already sort of had experience with this kind of thing. Sort of.
Ian certainly wasn't expecting her to move to quickly though. One moment, she moved the shears in position, and in an instant, all he felt was pain. Agony. And she didn't even trim it! She just scraped it! "Aaugh! You little...!" He reached out and was just about to grab her by her neck and slice her head right off with his poor aching claws, but somehow, he managed to resist the temptation enough to stop before he could even come close to grasping her neck. With a defeated growl, he let his arms drop to his sides, watching as she rushed right over to her strange machine with what she managed to gather from his poor claw.
Stupid, stupid woman. He shouldn't have been so kind to her. He wanted to go mope in a corner and stroke his poor damaged claw, but he didn't even get the chance when he heard the disturbing noises that device was making. "It... will not explode, yes?" He asked curiously as he moved so that if it did explode, her body would be a suitable shield to catch some of the shrapnel. __________________________________________________________
"MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH"
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2012 1:18 am
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